Mountain and River Festival

Chapter 52: Lest a Hundred Punches Come

"Clang!" In the blink of an eye, the Broken Mountain Sword had already pierced Wu Jianchen's chest. Wu Jianchen swung his right hand, and a flash of cold light slashed accurately at the side of the Broken Mountain Sword.

Theoretically, the flying sword has nowhere to exert force, so it should change its form or be retracted after being hit like this.

But Wu Jianchen was horrified to find that this chop was like chopping a mountain, and it was basically motionless. The sword light only deviated slightly and continued to sweep towards his ribs.

Shen Tang's voice spread slowly: "Although Duan Yue is only a fifth-grade cultivator, his power is as heavy and imposing as a mountain. Sect Leader Wu, please don't be careless. It would be disastrous if you got hurt here..."

Sheng Yuanyao looked a little strange.

This is clearly the result of your own strength, what does it have to do with the sword... So are you fighting or promoting your flying sword?

Wu Jianchen misjudged the situation and dodged, already ten feet away. Broken Mountain Sword followed him like a shadow, continuing its pursuit.

Only then did Wu Jianchen have the opportunity to gather his strength. The sword in his hand burst into brilliant divine light and chopped fiercely at the tip of Broken Mountain.

"Swoosh!" The sword light of Duan Yue split into two, circling to the left and right flexibly, like a spirit snake entwined.

What the hell is as heavy as a mountain? This sword is clearly a dexterous type!
Wu Jianchen misjudged the situation once again and frantically tried to evade the situation. Suddenly, there was a rustling sound behind his ears, and from below came the cry of his followers: "Master, watch your back!"

Wu Jianchen had already sensed something was wrong without being reminded, and dodged three times.

But this time, he dodged and collided directly with a sword energy, causing severe pain in his shoulder blade.

Turning around, he saw that Shen Tang had left the wheelchair at some point and flew behind him, using her finger as a sword to poke at his way of dodging, as if he had hit his shoulder blade against her finger sword.

What a prediction!

The cold, sharp look in Shen Tang's eyes made it clear that she was no longer the same person as the lazy little woman leaning on the wheelchair. Before Wu Jianchen could react, blood splattered from his shoulder, and he subconsciously swung his sword back to stab Shen Tang in the ribs.

Shen Tang easily waved his hand to block it, used the force to leap back, and sat back in the wheelchair steadily.

Wu Jianchen fell back to the ground, staggered two steps while holding his shoulder, and looked at Shen Tang with an incredible look.

How could this woman be so strong! Her broken leg is more flexible than others with intact legs!
The eyes of the entire audience were also stunned. The image of the goddess flying into the sky at that moment was imprinted in people's minds for a long time, and it would take some time for them to recover.

Not only strong, but also beautiful...

Especially when coupled with her current appearance of being in a wheelchair and unable to move, the contrast is extremely dramatic, as if she has become three times more beautiful for no reason.

Ah Nuo sipped on a lollipop and muttered, "Master said this is called beautiful, strong and miserable, and it's particularly eye-catching. Sister Shen Tang has it all. He also said that the female version of Wuqing was played by an actress he likes very much. I don't understand this."

Sheng Yuanyao hesitated to speak. If that's the case, it seems your master has all three. No wonder he's been so deceiving me that I can't get angry. In fact, our relationship has become better.

"Swoosh!" The Broken Yue Sword returned to Shen Tang's hand and turned back into an ancient sword shape.

Shen Tang smiled slightly: "Master Wu, how about our flying sword?"

Wu Jianchen's face darkened as the bottom of a pot. Only now did he realize what was happening—this damned woman's constant talk of "appreciating the flying sword" had led him astray, leading him to compete with the sword. However, the quality of the sword was secondary; Shen Tang simply wanted to win! As long as they won, the sword's quality would naturally be elevated; the sword itself was unimportant. In reality, the sword was just ordinary, its power matching that of a fifth-grade sword, but that was all.

If he had fought her seriously, I wouldn't have been able to defeat her, but at least he wouldn't have been defeated in just a few moves. He was led into a trap by a girl in her twenties!

But in front of everyone, the loss was already lost. As a swordsman, Wu Jianchen would not be as persistent as Bai Jingtian. He just said with a straight face: "Your flying sword is indeed good, and Sect Master Shen's swordsmanship is also excellent. I will come to learn from you when I have the chance in the future."

"Master Wu, you're too polite." Shen Tang's beautiful eyes flickered, their gaze landing on the sullen Vice Leader Wang of the Dongjiang Clan and the Lingyun Clan's Xuanhe Zhenren in the distance. She slowly pointed out, "I wonder if you two have anything to teach our Tianxing Sword Clan? Why not take this opportunity to speak up?"

Deputy Gang Leader Wang and Master Xuanhe exchanged a glance. No matter which sect, no one wanted a powerful neighbor to rise. This was perfectly normal. However, if no one colluded, no one would cause trouble at another's ceremony; that would lead to a serious feud.

Unlike the Fenxiang Tower and the Cangshan Sword Sect, they didn't have any old grudges or industrial conflicts with the Tianxing Sword Sect. Instead, they came here purely out of Yang Dechang's collusion and insinuation to suppress the Tianxing Sword Sect's rise. As long as they could embarrass the Tianxing Sword Sect under the spotlight and make it a laughing stock, it would be difficult for them to claim a rise.

Now that they saw that the Tianxing Sword Sect's reputation was about to soar after these two competitions, they also felt that they really had to suppress it. Otherwise, after this battle, the Tianxing Sword Sect would be feared by the surrounding area for thousands of miles, and the impact of the future would be unimaginable. This momentum must be suppressed.

Xuanhe Zhenren finally stepped out and said calmly, "Your sect's flying swords and elixirs are truly impressive. I wonder if you have any particular expertise in their techniques?"

Shen Tang laughed: "We are the Sword Sect, of course we don't study magic."

"I mean... to break the spell." Xuanhe Zhenren sighed. "Also, forgive my bluntness, but apart from the Sect Master, is there no one else under your sect?"

This was a sinister statement. If a sect only had its leader, and the others were just worthless, then naturally, it wouldn't have much prestige. After all, the leader wasn't strong enough to dominate the world; he was just a rising star, and didn't have the charisma of Yama Palace's Lord Yama.

Shen Tang looked at Jin Mingxiu.

The so-called Jianfeng Hall is specifically responsible for attacking foreign wars. At this time, Jin Mingxiu must stand up first.

Jin Mingxiu hesitated for a moment, but still stepped forward. "Then I will learn from the Immortal's superior tactics." Lu Xingzhou noticed his hesitation and suddenly interrupted, "Wait a minute. The Immortal is right. A duel of one or two people can't truly demonstrate the sect's power. How about this? We are the hosts, after all. Let's take advantage of the Immortal. Our disciples will create a sword formation, and the Immortal's disciples will break it with magic. We can compare our ability to break the magic, and our foundation in formations. What do you think?"

Shen Tang shut his mouth.

Xuanhe Zhenren asked, "Master Jin, won't you take action?"

"If the real person doesn't come out, then of course he won't come out either." Lu Xingzhou said with a smile, "I am not talented enough, but I will be the host of this formation. I hope the real person has no objection."

Xuan He Zhenren glanced at him, his eyes unable to hide his contempt: "Of course I have no objection."

The Lingyun Sect followers that Xuan He brought with him were all fifth or sixth rank cultivators. Even if a crippled seventh rank cultivator had learned the art of formation well, the weakness of his formation core was its biggest flaw and was not worth mentioning.

Lu Xingzhou knew what he was thinking. He smiled slightly, wheeled his wheelchair to the center of the square, and suddenly said, "Wait a minute..."

Xuanhe Zhenren smiled and said, "If Mr. Lu is afraid, you can go back and sit down. There is no need to force yourself."

Lu Xingzhou said leisurely, "That's not what I meant. I just thought that in a personal fight, everyone can still stop when necessary, but if we use a formation, the formation is ruthless and its power may not be controlled. What if there are casualties?"

Xuanhe Zhenren laughed heartily and waved his hand, saying, "It's up to fate."

Lu Xingzhou cupped his hands and said, "You are so open-minded. Let's get started."

Shen Tang signaled to Tang Yunzhong and others around him, and Tang Yunzhong quickly brought three disciples to surround Lu Xingzhou and formed a basic plum blossom formation, which was also the only formation that Lu Xingzhou and the disciples of Tianxing Sword Sect had rehearsed in the past few days.

"That's it?" Lingyun Sect, a Taoist sect, was extremely familiar with battle formations. They laughed after seeing this basic formation. The five Taoists were even too lazy to break the formation. They actually rushed towards the disciples of Tianxing Sword Sect one by one.

Among them, the one who rushed towards Lu Xingzhou was a sixth-grade Taoist cultivator. He had already started chanting the magic formula while entering the formation. When he arrived in front of Lu Xingzhou, a fire dragon had already struck him on the head.

In the firelight, Lu Xingzhou's meaningful smile could be vaguely seen.

"Boom!" The fire dragon completely lost its target, and Lu Xingzhou and his wheelchair disappeared.

The Taoist looked back in horror, but could see no one, as if he were alone in a separate dimension. He could sense the sword energy rising from all around him, like the roar of a dragon.

Amidst the dragon's roar, a bolt of thunder condensed in the void and crashed down amidst the protection of four swords.

Xuan He Zhenren's frightened and angry cry came to my ears: "No! That's not the Plum Blossom Formation, it's the Black Gold Thunder Fire Passing Nether Formation! Come back!"

"Five thunders converge, four symbols become one, people can reach the netherworld, swords come out in all directions... break!"

"Boom!" The earth fire was fully opened, the sky thunder suddenly lit up, and the sword light pierced through the sky.

The large square was shaken by the ground, and those with less advanced cultivation were knocked off their feet by the violent thunder and fire, and stumbled back in all directions.

Xuanhe Zhenren suddenly threw out a jade ruyi, trying to rescue with magic weapon.

Shen Tang's voice came: "Master is not allowed to take action, but it is against the rules."

"Swoosh!" A sword light suddenly appeared on the high platform. The terrifying glare, which was several times sharper than the previous sword fight, rushed straight towards the Jade Ruyi, decisively breaking the light of the magic weapon in mid-air.

Master Xuan He spat out a mouthful of blood and pointed at the platform with trembling hands.

Only then did he realize that Lu Xingzhou's words just now were not out of fear, but he deliberately wanted them to die!

In the chaos, the two fourth-rank guards from Fenxiang Tower who were originally protecting Bai Jingtian from his injuries appeared on the platform at some point and attacked Shen Tang from the left and right.

Shen Tang intercepted Biyu Ruyi's flying sword just as it was coming out, and it seemed like she was at her most vulnerable... and since she had difficulty walking, it might be better for her to attack proactively, but if she was on the defensive passively, she would simply be a target.

Fenxianglou seized this opportunity and wanted to seriously injure Shen Tang in one fell swoop!
Jin Mingxiu unsheathed his sword and lunged forward: "Master, be careful!"

But it seems to be a step slower...

Shen Tang still had a lazy smile on his face. He stretched out his hands like lightning and accurately grabbed the wrists of the two attackers.

The two of them only felt an overwhelming and unpredictable force surging towards them. Although they were practicing the same cultivation, they could not break free for a while.

With a "whoosh" sound, the flying sword turned around and accurately brushed the throat of the attacker on the right, and blood splattered.

Shen Tang let go of his right hand, pulled his left hand hard, and slapped out with his right hand, hitting the chest of the attacker on the left hard.

There was a sound of bones breaking, and the man was beaten into a puddle of mud.

Two opponents of the same level were killed in one blow!
(End of this chapter)